In a small village on the border of the Principal of Elkerakit, in a forage warehouse near the outskirts, Jon, who was still wearing a bandage, was eating dry and hard black bread voraciously.

As a result, I choked by the dry black bread because I was eating too fast.

"It doesn't matter if you don't have to eat so urgently."

The girl dressed in a village girl in front of him put a cup of hot goat milk on the table and gently patted him on the back.

After not caring about burning my mouth, Jon rinsed the bread in his throat with goat milk, he showed a grateful expression to the girl: "I'm so grateful. Not only did I save my life, I also provided me with such a sumptuous lunch."

"Actually, it's not very rich..." A little blush appeared on the girl's face.

Even for ordinary farmers, black bread is difficult to swallow. It is not a rich thing that only needs long labor or travel.

However, because the villagers were a little xenophobic, the girl could only bring some black bread to the boy she picked up outside the forest.

"For many reasons... you can only sleep here at night, I'm so embarrassed."

She lowered her head to Jon with some shame and apologized.

"It's okay, there are a lot of hay here. If you put it a little, it will be warm and comfortable to sleep."

But Jon, who has experienced his life as a slave, doesn't mind at all: "It would be better to say that I'm grateful for your ability to provide me with a rest."

"Speaking of it, why did you faint in that place?" the girl asked curiously, but saw Jon's expression in embarrassment. She explained in a panic: "I don't want to interrogate you... It doesn't matter if you don't want to say..."

“I’m trying to be a hero.”

What the girl unexpectedly expected of Jon said in a serious tone after taking a sip of goat milk.

The girl who didn't understand Jon's words seemed to want to say something, but a middle-aged farmer with a gray beard at the door of the warehouse had already called her name with dissatisfaction.

After giving the boy an apology, the girl patted the grass stalks on the corner of her skirt and walked to the door of the warehouse.

"Dad, what's wrong?" She tilted her head and looked at her father with innocent eyes, and asked softly.

"I don't care if you pick up some kittens and dogs before, but this time it's too outrageous." The middle-aged farmer said with a glaring look: "I actually picked up all such men of unknown origin!"

As he said that, he looked at Jon, who was continuing to chew black bread in the warehouse: "Look at how he looks. He has a strange headscarf on his head. His clothes are also torn, and he has a knife on his back! No matter how he looks, he doesn't look like a good person!"

"I think judging a person's good or bad should not be based on his appearance..." The girl protested weakly.

"What do you think? Let's see if he will help us farm!" But the rebuke of the middle-aged farmer immediately followed: "Recently, the horse thieves in the nearby area have suddenly become active, and several villages have suffered disasters. If this guy is a spy of the horse thief, wouldn't it be like taking him back to lead the way!"

"But when I saw him, he was as if he was injured. He fell to the ground motionless..."

But Jon, who held the soul utensil, knew very well that the monster was actually a soul utensil - a biological soul utensil.

Without any hesitation, with the help of the power of the soul utensils flowing into his body, his feet were exerted in vain. His whole body was like a purple phantom, and he instantly killed several horse thieves and their mounts trying to get closer. In the end, he suddenly turned into a purple meteor, and the machete blade slashed at the leader of the horse thief!

But he was taken as a result of the bear-shaped soul utensil.

With the help of the recoil, Jon slid a few meters back slightly to stabilize his body, but his expression remained the same, without any regret of failing the sneak attack.

"You are very strong!" The leader of the horse thief seemed to not care about the losses of his subordinates at all, and smiled: "But this is not enough! Compared to you alone, I have nearly a hundred subordinates, the same number of monsters, we also have crossbow arrows and other long-range weapons! You don't have a slight chance of winning! I've taken your soul tool!"

As he said that, he raised his hand and waved it.

With his command, the horse thieves who had already put on the strings shot deadly arrows at Jon.

"I'm very strong."

However, just as he had known the flight trajectory and landing points of all the arrows, Jon did not even stop him, and easily brought him closer to the horse thief leader in the rain of arrows.

"You're right about this."

In an instant, the horse thieves around them were like being scratched by an invisible blade, and they were all cut into two pieces with no force of fighting back!

"What..." The horse thief leader was like swallowing a bee, his face looked ugly. He patted his soul equipment and shouted: "It turns into armor!"

The giant bear soul was able to stand on both feet, then the chest was opened, revealing the inside of the armor covered with runes.

However……

"Your future ends here!"

It's too late.

Jon, who had no hesitation at all, slashed half of the other party's head in an instant!

The other party put his hand on his close weapon just before his death. It can be seen from his calloused hands that he was also a warrior, but after getting used to the power of the soul tools, he gave up his identity as a warrior, so he died so easily in Jon's hands in the end.

After shook off the blood on the machete, Jon looked at the soul tool that stopped there halfway because of the death of the master. After a while, he held the hilt of the knife with both hands and swung out a purple sword light with all his strength, chopping the giant bear soul tool that had no slight self-defense ability because he lost his master!

"Soul tools are indeed not something that can bring happiness to people."

Pushing the knife back into the scabbard, Jon turned around and bowed to the girl who had taken care of him, then never looked at the village again, and walked towards the night setting sun, and soon he dissolved into the twilight...

"Who is he...?"

It took a long time for the shocked middle-aged farmer to ask his daughter in silence.
Chapter completed!